Illuminatus - Emotion Sickness lyrics

Asylums for abandoned dreams And aborted revolutions The echoes of a dying mind It's only the faces that change And you walk again Along that thin white line A poem for the dead A refuge for the weak Staring through a photograph Do you ever wonder how you're still holding on? This is what you've become And you're no longer in control Pictures of white fences on the cover of a housewives' magazine There is so much left to lose Her portrait is still hanging on the wall From the bottom of an empty gla** your own reflection points and laughs There is so much left to lose And you're no longer in control Staring through a photograph Do you ever wonder how you're still holding on? This is what you've become And you're no longer in control